My son has been going to school for almost a month, and I have a little bit of thinking about his mood, many times I think, I hope that time can flow back, flow back to the moment when my son fell to the ground, I want to love my son again from the beginning, love for a longer time and longer, but inadvertently, when I didn't love my son well, my son has grown into a sunny, handsome green teenager.
Will I ask my son: Will we still be mother and son in the next life? The son cut through one word: do!
And my son went to the street, past the traffic light, when the green light was not yet on, I ran the red light and quickly went to the opposite side of the road, turned around, but saw my son standing calmly, waiting for the green light to come to me calmly, calmly walked from the zebra crossing to me, weakly glanced at me with his eyes: give you a look, experience it yourself. After that, I don't run a red light again, huh.
That day, my son weChat called me:
Mom, are you here?
In, what, said
My hand was scratched, the injury is more harmful, because of the allergy constitution, to break the cold needle plus immune protein bulb needle, quite expensive, I play or not play?
Do you think you are important or money is important?
I think I'm important.
Since you know, you still have to ask such a stupid question, why should you go, numb.
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In the afternoon, weChat asked:
In, what?
I want to perm my hair in a few days, can I?
Why, say why.
Two reasons: First, you don't have to take the time to get up every morning to soothe your messy hair. Second, I feel that the permed hair is more handsome, lol.
The reason is also said in the past, hot, the premise is that we must do a good job of cleaning after scalding, we must clean it.
OK
At the end of the chat, everyone rejoiced, huh.
When I was at home before, at noon, my husband turned on the TV, tuned to the channel he liked to watch, and then always liked to hide the remote control, pressed under the ass, the son wanted to change the station, looking for the remote control, I said: Your father's ass is pressed, the son reached out to take it, the husband pressed the dead and alive, I said to the son: Don't rob your father, he is still a child, you are a big child, let him click wow. My son listened, looked at me and smiled at my husband and said: Look, don't crush the remote control. Husband teeth a sigh, happy.
Some chores in the family, basically the son to do, the son feels that he should do the same, perhaps in his opinion, the ass pressed against the remote control, sitting on the sofa watching TV old man, is a child!
It is said that people who can become close friends with each other are destined to be related people in this life, and they are lucky to have the fate of being mother and son in this life.
Hahaha...